Inside My Jewelry Box

Today I'm taking you on a tour of my jewelry box. My jewelry box is one of those things that I would grab if my house ever caught on fire, not because it's worth a lot of money or is filled with precious gems, but because each piece of jewelry I own has a story in it and a memory attached to it. When I travel I like to pick up funky pieces of jewelry that I can keep in my family and pass down to future generations. Here's a look at what I've got so far...

I bought this barrette in Venice at a little shop in St. Marks back when I was 16. 

My friend Kayla bought these for me in Togo, Africa.

I bought these in a Moroccan souq.

My friend Becky got these for my birthday in Japan.

My husband bought these for me at a shop near Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe, Africa. They are malachite stones.

I also bought this in Venice, Italy at a Venetian glass factory. The symbol is Chinese for "woman."

I bargained hard for this in Morocco, made out of camel bone.

I bought this from the same guy as the above necklace. Handmade from shells.

This was passed down to me from my grandma. My grandpa bought it for her in the Holy Lands years ago.

My friend Becky bought these for me on her trip to Palau.

Kayla got these for me in Tunisia. They were given to me at my bachelorette party.

I bought this at a art show...supposedly picked up in Bali.

I paid way too much for this in Marrakesh, Morocco.

Bought at an art show, also supposedly from Bali.

As you can see, I have got quite the collection! There are only a few pieces of jewelry that I own that are not from other countries...my wedding ring and a couple pairs of cheap earrings I picked up here or there around town. My friends also know how much I love collecting, they always bring me earrings when they travel...and I love it!  

Question of the Day:

Do you have a favorite piece of jewelry? 

Which is your favorite out of my collection?